I was pressing hard into my vulva, cushioned my the thick skirt and panties that separated my fingers from my cunt, from the silky moisture that had w...t my panties. Her smirk was to let me know that she was the one getting the true satisfaction from the shaft of wet flesh that was filling her. I was the one that had to be content with observing her complete pleasure. Her lips opened again, and I could see (but not hear) that she was saying something to her partner. He swung his head toward me. Then I stood up, took my cock out, rubbed it all over her pussy, until she said, quit fucking around, and give me that pole. I then just shoved it in all the way, and she said, my god, you do know how to fill a girl up. We only fucked for may be 10 minutes most, because both Ben and I were in need of cumming, but didn’t want too. I pulled out and Leenie, said, what the fuck. I said I was getting close to cumming, and you girls said no cumming for us guys right now. She said, shit, we did say. She would come visit me multiple times a week and would occasionally bring along her dog Sassie. Cassandra noticed how my spirits would be lifted when Sassie was around and convinced me to go with her to our local shelter to consider getting a dog. As she put it, “Annie, you need some companionship, and there is no better love received, than the love from a shelter dog”. I was skeptical at first, but when I went there I absolutely felt a kinship with a dog named Bennie. Bennie is a. She eyed the pile in the back seat. "But I think that's everything."When they got to the church Devlin and Krissi made a bee line inside. Devlin saw one of the women she mentally tagged a 'church lady', and mentioned the punch bowl."We have a spare here," the woman replied. "It's amazing how many of those things go missing on a wedding day. I think gremlins steal them, or something." She glanced at the dressing room. "How's your mother?" Nervous as can be," Devlin said."Well, tell her we've got.